May 14, 2012: Alright. Forgive the colorful language but I'm pissed off and I need to keep myself sane. The only way to do so is by writing so here it is.
A friend is a friend,
And your certainly not one.
Not with your attitude,
And your idea of fun.
Have you heard of the word sorry?
Its so easy to learn!
Try saying it.
If you don't, you will burn!
Oh I see your horns,
They reach up to the sky.
Covered under your hair,
Naively thinking it's in style.
Who do you think you are,
Saying those things about me?
We were supposed to be friends!
Now your corpse I will carry!
You selfish, arrogant
British prick
You're an asshole
A bastard
With a tiny ass dick
Who told you to decide for me?
I did not ask for control.
Who the hell are you!?
You're a body without a soul!
You hurt me once.
I threw away my pride.
For friendship I value,
But now my feelings I can no longer hide.
With this blade I shall cut,
Our bond as "friends".
The very word you abused,
With all your games of pretend.
Go to hell where you belong.
Enough is enough.
I've had it with your attitude.
Don't think you're so tough.
Pride back,
Friendship over.
I don't need you're bullshit.
I'd rather be a friendless loser,
Than be friends with a half-wit.
YOU ARE READING
A Penny for Your Thoughts
PoetryThese are the poems I wrote when I struggled with the demons in my head.